Touch of love

A girl was running with her kite,
Floating through the air.
Her father, standing nearby,
Observed it all with care.

All people passed them giving smiles,
So hearty and sincere.
And nothing could disturb the shines,
All troubles disappear.

And something hovering above
Seems to embrace them all.
Gifting the moment touch of love,
That helps to carry on.


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